The wind lifted the man's white lab coat.
He rushed over, blocked Derek's hand, and shielded Serena behind him, his expression stern as he faced Derek. "This is a hospital, Mr. Wynn. Look at yourself! What do you think you're doing?"
Upon seeing the man's face, Derek's expression softened slightly. "Dr. Dawson…"
The man before him was Eric Dawson, the son of the director of Starlight Royal Medical Center. He came from a long line of doctors and was a renowned genius physician in his own right.
"That's enough. You don't need to say another word." Eric raised a hand to stop Derek from rambling. He turned to the two security guards he had summoned. "Mr. Wynn seems to be in an unstable state. Please escort him out. Also, inform HR to place Mr. Wynn on extended leave. He can return to work once he has recovered and his mental state is back to normal."
His words were delivered with perfect, methodical composure.
No one could accuse him of having a personal agenda; in fact, they would have to praise him for handling the situation perfectly.
He had the same air of authority as his father, the director.
Given who he was, even though Derek was a famously brilliant department head, the security guards dutifully moved forward and flanked him.
"Let go of me! Dr. Dawson, I need to talk to my sister. On what grounds are you—" Derek's face was livid. He struggled, casting a pleading look at Serena.
If Serena spoke up, Eric, even as the director's son, couldn't forcibly remove him.
However, Serena didn't even bother to glance his way.
"On the grounds that you're acting like you're here to cause a scene!" Eric said coldly, without a hint of politeness. "Get him out of here now!"
After Derek was dragged away by security.
Eric's expression completely changed. He turned to Serena with a fawning smile. "Boss! I'm so sorry, I'm late! I can't believe I let that moron Derek bother you."
Around the corner of the hallway.
Nicholas and Nathan were just returning after completing the discharge paperwork.
As they rounded the bend, they saw Serena standing at the door of the hospital room, talking to a handsome young doctor in a white lab coat.
The two seemed to be getting along wonderfully, the atmosphere between them incredibly friendly.
Nicholas's steps faltered slightly, his sharp, captivating eyes narrowing.
The air around him visibly chilled.
Nathan stroked his chin, a grin on his face as he reveled in the drama. "Well, well, Nicholas, you've got some high-quality competition! The young master of the Dawson family, a genius doctor from a medical dynasty... Tsk, tsk. With a profession like that, he and Miss Lancaster must have endless things to talk about."

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